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Watching You -- A Love story foretold
A decade has passed since I saw you on the dance floor. You were standing there lost, alone, for the moment forgotten. You appeared out of the crowd as you had so many times before in my dreams. Music was every where; people were everywhere, except the one person that you were looking for at that precise moment. I had watched as you both entered the club. He was someone that all of us knew, all of us had known at least once. He was notorious for finding the right one at the right moment and then once used, leaving them alone and forgotten. This time though he had not expected that you would be the one foretold in my dreams.
I walked over to you and asked if you were okay. You explained the situation and I lightly laughed also acknowledging that I already knew what and who you were talking about. We stood and talked briefly, then you walked away to find him. As I knew you would, you found him with a small crowd that sheltered him whenever he went out. He had already forgotten that you were there. I found you shortly later, alone, forgotten and sad.
I asked you to dance and the night seemed to pass in a whirlwind of music, lights and people. We talked, laughed and had a great time. I knew again that I had found my best friend, my soul mate and my dream. At the end of the evening, I asked to see you later; you offered to follow me home. We spent a night of love, of dreams and of magic.
Two months later, I lost my job. I thought that I would lose you, because without the job I would have to return home. You offered to be there no matter what. I knew then that I would return home, to visit only, with you at my side. My family accepted you without word, again confirming the "rightness" of the two of us meeting. Once back at our home, you moved in; it was if it has always been the two of us.
Now, a decade has passed since the meeting in that club that is no more. People, friends and buildings have come and gone but we are still together. We have spent the last decade as best friends and lovers. I know that this life and the next will see it the same. I watch you again, whenever you don't think that I do. I watch you sleeping in our bed, I watch you with our friends, our cats and our families. Without you my soul is lonely and the rest of me is cold and distant.
Love is there for every one; don't miss it by not looking, observing and listening. Life is short, live each day happily. I hope that you find your dream and your best friend.
This is my "second" time in print; see "New Year's Beginnings" for the first time in print and I want to share my thoughts and the fortunate life that I have. I plan to attempt writing more. Inside me is a frustrated writer yearning to share life, love and adventure.